#133- You're Acting Nerdy
I don't like the sound of the title but I don't know how else to put it?
Ashton: You curled your legs up underneath you on the couch, dangerously close to biting your nails in anticipation. "Babe?" Ashton emerged from the bedroom and walked down the stairs. "Sh!" you waved him off and focused your eyes on the screen. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Shut up and sit down," you dragged him next to you and he plopped on the couch. A commercial soon came up and you muted the TV. "What did you need?" you asked him. "What are you doing?" he asked. "Just watching a show," you shrugged. "What show? You seemed really into it. Is it Pretty Little Liars or something?" he clicked information on the remote and you sat back and waited for his reaction. "Supernatural? Really?" The show came back on before you responded and shushed him once more. "Oh my God, Cas is back!" you squealed. "Alright, Babe," he rolled his eyes and slung his arm around you, trying to keep up with your show.
Luke: "Y/N," Luke cautiously approached your bed as you sniffled into yet another tissue. "What?" you snapped at him, not even feeling regret. "Babe, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's wrong," he said slowly. You huffed before sticking your face into your pillow and screaming. "Calm down. Just talk about it and I'll help you," he said. "It's this damn book!" you shouted, throwing Looking For Alaska as it smacked the wall next to Luke and landed at his feet. His mouth opened wide as he chucked at you. "It's not funny! It's heartbreaking," you felt the tears come again and he sat next to you on the bed. "It'll be alright, just don't read it again," he suggested, rubbing your back. "Are you kidding me? I'm already half way through it again," you groaned, knowing you were in too deep. "Maybe I should call up this John Green guy and ask him to give me my girlfriend back," he said, picking up the book and reading the inside cover. "Be careful with it," you piped up. He laid down next to you and began to read the book aloud. You rested your head on his shoulder and grabbed the box of tissues, knowing you'd need them.
Michael: "Y/N, you have to get up," Michael commanded. "Not yet, I'm almost done," you stuck your tongue out as you jammed your hands on the controller angrily. Your sister had just found your old PlayStation and you had been engrossed in a Harry Potter game for the last four days. "I'm doing this for your own good," Michael sighed before unplugging the over-heated system. "What the hell?" He scooped you up in your arms and took you over to the bathroom. "You're taking a shower, even if I have to get in there and wash you myself," he demanded. "Oh yeah, I'm sure you'd mind," you scowled before shutting the door on his face and taking a much over-due shower. After taking a little longer than usual, you wrapped your hair in a towel as well as your body and walked back into the bedroom. The bed was made, everything was organized, and the PlayStation was neatly put in a drawer. You changed into a pair of jeans and a sweater before walking downstairs. "Are you back on Earth now? You're with me?" Michael joked, wrapping his arms around you. "Shut up," you said into his chest. "As long as you don't crucio me," he teased, dodging the back of your hand. "I still love you," he smiled. "Yeah, yeah, me, too,"
Calum: "You've got to be kidding me," you muttered under your breath, clicking away on your computer. "Everything alright?" Calum asked. You groaned and ignored his question. "Y/N? What are you doing?" You paused the game on your computer and pushed it away. "Just playing a stupid game," you muttered. "What game?" he turned the computer towards himself and began to click around. "World of Warcraft? Really, Y/N?" he chuckled. "My brother used to play and I thought I'd give it a try. Now I'm way too into it," you sighed. "Woah, what's this do?" he asked, clicking around. "No, don't touch that! God, now I have to-" "Y/N, I have no idea what you're saying," he shook his head at you as you continued to ramble on. "But it's pretty hot," he chuckled, closing your computer before kissing you gently. "Come on, my little gamer."
